The devil wants to counterattack today

"Okay, okay, stop laughing at you, I'm going to take a bath later, you go to bed and wait for me obediently."

Seeing that Mo Chi was changing the water, Little Xuelang's short legs were resting on the side of the bucket for a long time, as if he wanted to go in, but he was about to succeed, but was ruthlessly lifted away by a big hand.

"Aww~" Little Snow Wolf looked at Mo Chi with reddened eyes, as if he was complaining about something.

"What are you thinking, I don't want to take a bath with you, be obedient, either go to bed and wait for me, or just stay there." Mo Chi said and pointed to a certain corner.

Little Snow Wolf looked up at Mo Chi, hesitated for a moment, then walked out with his head down and his short legs, not forgetting to turn around and call him when he got to the door.

"Ow~"

Mo Chi suppressed the urge to laugh, pretending to be angry and said, "Hurry up."

Finally, Little Snow Wolf left disappointed.

Looking at the dazed back, Mo Chi couldn't help but feel funny, he didn't expect Qionghua to be such a wolf cub, it was too cute, finally the laughter overflowed from his mouth.

After washing, as soon as he returned to his room, he saw Little Snow Wolf curled up on the bed, licking the scorched fur one after another with his little pink tongue.

Hahaha, it seems that I really care.

"Hey, don't worry, this is quite powerful and domineering."

As he spoke, he poked at the ball of scorched hair, which was so black that it stood out from the outside.

The little wolf cub looked up at Mo Chi's smiling amber eyes, and snorted aggrievedly. Mo Chi couldn't help but stretched out his hand to smooth its fur, and then lay down on the bed. He didn't forget to warn him when he slept: "Be honest at night and don't move around."

After what Mochi said, the little snow wolf really became much better, and curled up beside Mochi's shoulder without any movement.

Mo Chi turned off the lights, and the surroundings fell into darkness, but everything was so familiar, which reassured him, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the dark night, there is a touch of dark red quietly watching the sleeping person.

Snow Wolf's small head rested obediently on his short legs, and his exposed eyes kept staring at Mo Chi, as if he was waiting for something.

It didn't poke its head until the man's breathing became even, and first licked Mo Chi's smooth face, then the straight bridge of the nose. At first, he wanted to lick Mo Chi's soft lips, but remembered When Mo Chi said that, he licked Mo Chi's chin, then retracted his little head, and found a comfortable place to sleep on his stomach.

In the next few days, neither man nor wolf left here.

Seeing the little snow wolf's various flirtations, Mo Chi could feel its happiness, and then jumped over to the little snow wolf, Mo Chi couldn't help pressing it into his arms a few times, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Little thing , are you so happy?"

Little Snow Wolf rubbed his furry head against Mochi's neck.

"Haha, itchy."

It's the same thing every day, but they don't feel tired.

Mo Chi was lying comfortably on the grass, squinting his eyes at the cloudless sky, and he couldn't help but clear up his heart, when suddenly there was a rustling sound in his ears, he turned his head to look at a certain wolf cub who was weeding, helplessly He reached out and patted the little head, saying, "Don't just put everything in your mouth."

Seeing Mo Chi talking to it, the little snow wolf spit out the grass dregs in his mouth, and immediately lay happily on Mo Chi's chest.

Mo Chi stroked its small head, looked at those dark red eyes and said slowly, "Tomorrow I will take you to Mount Heyan."

The little wolf cub's spiritual power recovered for too long and too slowly, no, it should have not changed at all, Mo Chi gradually became a little anxious, and decided to take it to Gu Canglan to have a look, he remembered Gu Canglan There is a marrow washing pool full of spiritual power, which may make the wolf cub recover faster and better.

*****

He Yanshan

"Little Momo, you're finally willing to see me." Gu Canglan patted the beauty's slender hands, and the beauty obediently helped him tidy up his somewhat messy clothes before leaving.

He turned his gaze to the hazy figure behind the gauze curtain, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "Did you miss me?"

However, the strong aroma of rouge made Mo Chi frown, but thinking of the purpose of this trip, he had no choice but to endure the discomfort in his heart, and said lightly, "I want to borrow something from you."

Gu Canglan couldn't help being a little curious that Mo Chi asked him for something, after all, he always took the initiative to help.

He slowly walked down from the high platform, only then did he notice the red-eyed snow wolf in Mo Chi's arms, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.

Just as he got closer, Mo Chi stopped him.

"You just stand there." Seeing that Gu Canglan was stunned, Mo Chi explained, "The woman's scent on you is too strong, Xiao Xi will sneeze."

Mo Chi discovered this when he got along with Xiaoxuelang in Wuwang City. As long as he gets too close to a woman, the little guy will keep sneezing. It was only later that he discovered that the scent of these women was very strong, so he I think Xiaoxuelang is allergic to strong fragrances.

Gu Canglan: "..."

For a moment, Gu Canglan's gorgeous face was stained with various colors, her lips trembled a few times, and finally she could only choke out a sentence: "Xiao Xi?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the little wolf cub in Mo Chi's arms who was looking fiercely at him, but when he saw the faint blue light on its front paws, Gu Canglan's eyes sank.

"Yeah." Mo Chi rubbed Little Snow Wolf's head, raised his eyes and continued, "I remember that there is a marrow washing pool in the back of your mountain. This little guy's spiritual power hasn't recovered yet. I want to borrow it for a few days."

Seeing the arrogant look of this little guy, Gu Canglan suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know what it is?"

Mo Chi hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes."

"It's the Tianyu Snow Wolf!" Seeing Mo Chi's calm appearance, Gu Canglan couldn't help but lose his composure, and angrily said, "Mo Chi! Why are you so nervous this time, go and catch Chu Yuan! Beast, it’s fine to get the soul-breaking blade, but you brought this thing this time, do you want to die, or rely on your immortal body and don’t take safety seriously?”

Tianyu Xuelang is an ancient mythical beast. Legend has it that it is snow-white all over, with dark red pupils and blue streamers. It has the most sacred and noble bloodline in the world. Therefore, it has become a mythical existence.

As a demon, Mo Chi was already at odds with the fairy world, but now he was trying to tame the Tian Yuxue wolf, Gu Canglan was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out.

Knowing that Gu Canglan misunderstood what he meant, Mo Chi didn't intend to explain, after all, there are very few people in the world who know that Qionghua's body is Tianyu Xuelang.

"I'm fine, and it's been protecting me all the time...it likes me very much."

As if sensing Mo Chi's gaze, Little Snow Wolf turned his head and licked Mo Chi's chin meekly.

Seeing the interaction between a man and a wolf, and the rare smile in Mo Chi's eyes, Gu Canglan knew that he couldn't resist him, so he sighed helplessly, and waved to Mo Chi: "Use it."

As he spoke, he ordered Huaxi outside the door to take Mochi there.

Before leaving, Mo Chi asked him a question: "I feed it spiritual fruit and soak spiritual liquid every day, but why doesn't its spiritual power respond in any way."

Gu Canglan glanced at the little snow wolf who was full of hostility towards him, and said lightly: "Who knows, maybe it's not enough, or maybe it's not willing."

Don't want to?

Mo Chi lowered his eyes to look at the little snow wolf obediently nestling in its arms, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

For the next few days, in order to prevent the little thing from falling into the pool again, Mo Chi had no choice but to soak in the pool with it every day.It's been more than half a month in a flash, and the little guy has become more and more lively, nothing else has changed.Mo Chi was too embarrassed to stay here any longer, so he said simply, and brought little Snow Wolf back to his mortal residence.

When parting, his attention was all on the little guy, and he happened to miss Gu Canglan's meaningful glance at the little snow wolf in his arms with a "behaved" face.

The night breeze is slightly cool, carrying the fragrance of flowers, but it also blows comfortably.

Seeing that Mo Chi hadn't returned from the bath for a long time, Little Snow Wolf became a little anxious. After searching around, he saw Mo Chi in front of the kapok tree behind the yard.

The picture in front of him gradually merged with the memory, and after smelling the scent of wine, his red pupils narrowed slightly.It slowly approached Mo Chi, and it didn't know how much Mo Chi had drunk, so he lost his composure.

I saw that Mo Chi was wearing a loose undershirt, his cheeks were flushed, and even his usually clear eyes were filled with water mist. swallowed saliva.

Mo Chi's originally cold face showed a silly smile when he saw the visitor: "Xiao Xi, you're here, why don't you sleep well."

But the little guy just stood at a place not too far away, staring at him fixedly, and didn't throw himself into his arms as intimately as before.

Someone who was drunk hurriedly raised the wine jar in his hand.

"Shall we drink together?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Xiaoxuelang not only couldn't drink but also couldn't talk, and slowly put down the hand holding the wine jar, his downcast eyes were full of disappointment.

Mo Chi drank one sip after another, as if he was not drunk and never gave up.

After a while, his head became dizzy, and the pain in his chest was like thin needles piercing back and forth. He lifted the wine jar and wanted to take another sip, but the wine jar was amputated by a hand with clear bones. Living.

Mo Chi looked up, his slightly drunk eyes became clear in an instant, but his hands were fixed in the air in a daze, his eyes closely followed every move of the person in front of him, until the person knelt down and looked at him at the same level .